Below is my entry for Lisa McCourt Hollar’s 55 Word Challenge Week 42. Check out all the stories here.
This is based on a picture of an oil refinery – these is more that intend to do with piece so check back later to see what I add.
Take a photograph, and the oil refinery is captured revealing thousands of lights shimmering and sparkling under a darkening blue sky.
A picture to fire the imagination with images of steampunk inventiveness, and charm.
But photographs lie.
Those living under the refinery’s shadow witness the truth as the monster belches flame and devours the stars.
Below is my entry for Lisa McCourt Hollar’s 55 Word Challenge Week 40. Check out all the stories here.
This particular entry forms part of a larger work in progress. So here goes:
The raven cried, and a door between the worlds opened.
His second cry pierced the battle-slain corpses, and their warrior souls rose up; a rolling wave of mist weaving through the leafless branches, straining for the raven’s warmth and life.
He cried again, summoning a storm that swept them through.
The door slammed shut.
This is my entry for Lisa McCourt Hollar’s 55 Word Challenge Week 39. Check out all the stories here.
For centuries he drifted, poised between sleeping and waking. The blast of the last shuttle take-off finally shattered his dreams.
Roaring, he ripped through the earth and once more a great dragon bathed the world in fire.
Firemen stood helpless as buildings collapsed beneath the dancing flames.
The world ended. Swept clean. Ashes to ashes…
55 words. ©EJHillson